going to make!" exclaimed Bert. "Ours will be hard to steer, and
it's going to have a gong on it to tell folks to get out of the
way."

"That's right," agreed Charley. "And we'd better start it right
away, Bert. It may soon snow."

"It doesn't feel so now," spoke Nan. "It is very warm. It feels
more like ice cream cones."

"And if you'll come with me I'll treat you all to some," exclaimed
Nellie Parks, whose father was quite well off. "I have some of my
birthday money left."

"Oh, but there are five of us!" cried Nan, counting. "That is too
much--twenty-five cents, Nellie."

"I've got fifty, and really it is very hot to-day."

It was warm, being the end of September, with Indian Summer near
at hand.

"Well, let's go to Johnson's," suggested Nellie. "They have the
best cream."

"Oh, here comes Flossie and Freddie!" exclaimed Nan. "We don't want
to take them, Nellie. That means---"

"Of course I'll take them!" exclaimed Nellie, generously. "I've
got fifty cents, I told you."